Ch.5! Thank you to everyone that commented last chapter, and pointed out mistakes that I made. Please, don't be afraid to point out a mistake! I wanna do my best here and y'all can help me with the tips! Anyway, I'm not sure if I stated this before, but this story isn't going to be long. It will not be over ten chapters, or even 9. This is just a short multi-shot innocent story! Anyway, enjoy cupcakes and please review!

P.S. Heeey! lol. I do NOT OWN THE SONG 'ONLY TIME'! Enya OWNS THE SONG! anyway, can y'all please go to YouTube, search for "Only Time by Enya" and PLAY IT when the lyrics in this chapter start! In order for you to kinda understand what the hell Momo is playing, it's better if you actually listen to what she's playing! THANK U!

As if fidgeting her fingers wasn't bad enough, playing with your hair was even worse. Momo stared at the adjacent doors; opening and closing as doctors, nurses, or patients walked back and forth. The clock read ten-seventeen, and the paralyzed woman was overly anxious of when her doctor was going to arrive. When was he coming? He had called about two hours ago, telling her and her grandmother that he wanted to see her by ten a.m. Momo recalled her grandmother's words to her before, Don't encourage that small crush you have on him, Momo, and did whatever she could to look calm.

Nevertheless, Momo's grandmother was no fool. She knew her granddaughter's anxiety for wanting to see the handsome doctor, and she's upset at herself for not warning Momo the first day they met. Like her granddaughter, she doesn't know the doctor's personal life. She never asked him, but neither did he talk about it.

Changing her thoughts, Momo's grandmother inwardly grinned, as she could not wait for Momo's performance tonight for the senator's daughter. Like Momo, the senator's daughter has paralysis as well; however, her condition is worse than Momo's. Unlike Momo, the senator's daughter isn't able to move her legs and arms; and this was the result of a horrible car accident that occurred to her a year ago.

"Sorry I'm late."

The familiar voice caused Momo snap her head up and let go of her own hair. She turned her head and saw Dr. Hitsugaya sauntering over to them with a welcome smile on his face. Her face glowed red as she witnessed him greet her grandmother and then her. She extended her hand out and shook his as her eyes fell on his gleaming ones.

"I'm sorry to keep you waiting for so long."

"It's alright, doctor. You're a busy man and we're very understandable." the grandmother told him, settling her hand on Momo's shoulder and stroking it, signaling her to behave like an adult next time.

"Thanks," he muttered, "Follow me. I want to do some tests on her legs now."

The grandmother followed the doctor, with her granddaughter, to a room that sat on one of the far corners of the building. The room was small, and it had (what seemed to be) the x-rays of Momo's bones. It displayed from her pelvis to her anklebone, and her vertebrate. The doctor grabbed a hospital dress and gave it to her.

"Please put this on while I get your medical files." He told Momo before exiting the room.

Grabbing onto the hospital dress, Momo looked up at her grandma. "Help me put this on quick." She told her, removing her sweatshirt.

"Slow down, Momo; you'll get to see him-"

"Not that, ma, I just don't want him to see me changing."

"Momo, he's a doctor for God's sake, he has seen everything!"

The woman smiled at her grandmother's reply and slid the white thin dress over her head. Then, she slid her arms out through the holes of the sleeves. She unbuttoned her jeans and slowly slid them off her thin legs and then from her ankles. Her grandmother picked up her jeans from the floor and folded them neatly. As Momo shifted the skirt of the dress downward so it covered her pale thighs, the doctor walked inside with a nurse behind him.

"All ready, Momo?"

The woman nodded, wondering what she was ready for.

"I analyzed the x-rays yesterday and the only way I can help you walk again is by physical therapy-"

"But Momo's old doctor tried that before and it didn't work." The grandmother told him.

"I know, I spoke with him a few hours ago. Though I assure you that my method is different, and I will try whatever I can to help her." He said, glancing down at Momo.

Momo looked away as she began playing with her hair. However, her attention was captured again when his hand fell on hers. She turned her head and saw his astounding eyes looking down at her.

"Today, I want you to stand up."

"B-But I can't. I'll-"

"…help you," he said, finishing her worried sentence.

Letting out a sigh, she glanced nervously at the floor as the nurse beside him grabbed a clipboard and a pen. Then, the doctor grabbed her arms and slowly, not to mention carefully, stood her up. Her heart raced against her chest as her head swayed dizzyingly. She gasped as her body rocked a bit back and forth, though he was still holding her arms.

"I-I can't do it."

"Yes you can. We'll start easy and then climb our way up."

"...But what if it doesn't work? What if I'm paralyzed forever?"

The man looked at her and frowned, causing her to gulp. "You won't be paralyzed forever, I promise you that."

Momo cracked a smile and stared at her small feet. "Thank you for not giving up on me."

The doctor chuckled and gently sat her on the hospital bed. The nurse wrote down some things on the paper, while the grandmother frowned at Momo unnoticeably. Her warning wasn't going through Momo's thick head, and she knew that one day, her granddaughter's heart will shatter into a waterfall of tears.

"Tell me if you feel anything." He instructed her, receiving a slight nod.

The man settled his hand on her shin. He looked up at her, and Momo just shook her head. He drew his attention back on her leg and slowly shifted it towards her kneecap. He looked up at her again, and again, she shook her head. He shifted his hand towards her thigh, and it caused her to gasp. Anxiously, he looked up at her again.

"Did you feel that?"

"A-A little, n-not a lot,"

"Good, now I have an approximation. I'll study the analysis again and think about it more carefully. In the meantime, I hope you already have a song for tonight. Don't forget that I'll be there to watch."

Momo smiled nervously as she made a note for herself.

Don't mess up!

Gazing at her reflection, Momo changed her hairstyle again; not knowing what to do. Her grandmother wanted to style her hair for her, but she refused. However, she now regrets refusing the proposal mainly because she has no idea what to do. She wore a dark blue halter dress that reached up to her knees and had a bow on the back, along with dark blue flats. It's been years since Momo has ever worn a dress. Last time she wore a dress was for the party she and her ex attended to. Shaking her head and getting rid of old bad memories, she paid her attention on her hair again.

"You're still not ready?" came her grandmother.

"I have no idea what to do with my hair."

The woman rolled her eyes and walked over to her. "I told you to let me do your hair for you, but noooo, you resisted. And look now, time's almost up and we need to be there in twenty minutes!"

Momo ignored her as the woman styled a neat bun on her and let her bangs cascade on the side and front of her face. After she made the bun, she grabbed the hairspray and sprayed it all around. Momo wrinkled her nose as the strong smell bothered her.

"Done, now let's go before we make the senate and his daughter angry."

Momo rolled herself out of her bedroom and towards the living room. Her aunt was going to babysit her grandfather while she and her grandmother were gone. It wasn't safe at all to leave her grandfather home alone. The poor man had the worst memory in the world, and occasionally, he would exit the house thinking that he was going to the bathroom. Momo grabbed her piano book, which contained the song she was going to play, and placed it on her lap.

"You look spectacular."

Surprisingly, she looked up and gasped as she saw her doctor sitting on the sofa. The kind man smiled and walked over to her.

"Thank you; you look handsome yourself." She said blushingly, glancing at his black slacks and white long-sleeved shirt.

The man chuckled as he glanced down at the clothes he was wearing. "It was the only thing that I had in my closet left."

Momo was about to comment on that, but her grandmother arrived soon with a leather-brown pocketbook. "We should get going now. I don't want the senate to be upset at our tardiness."

The doctor nodded and walked outside to his vehicle. Momo's grandmother took her outside and closed the door behind her. Momo shuddered slightly as a chilly wind breezed by them. She glanced at the doctor and saw him opening the back of his navy blue colored jeep. Suddenly, she realized something. Her grandmother never told her that the doctor was going to take them, and if she did, the grandmother knew that she was going to take her time looking two-times better.

"I'll carry her into the car and then put her wheelchair in the back." The doctor told the grandmother.

The man bent down at her level, placing one arm behind her knees and another one on her back. Carefully, he lifted her up bridal style and made his way to his jeep. The woman stared at her blue flats, nervous of looking at his face. The doctor sat her on the back seat and smiled at her.

"Comfortable?"

Momo nodded, and seeing his smile one last time, she looked away as he closed the door and went to get her wheelchair. Second time he carried her like this, and she felt like if they were making their way towards their honeymoon bedroom. The only difference was that that was a dream that she knew was never going to come true.

After putting her wheelchair in the back, he got in and her grandmother sat beside her. Momo looked at her music sheets as they drove off. However, she couldn't put her full attention on her music. She glanced at the rearview mirror and blushed at his blank expression. He didn't look like a doctor at all right now; right now, he looked more like a model or a handsome actor. She wondered if he was single, but if he was, then that meant that he didn't like most drooling and annoying women out there. He probably went for the smart ones…that have the ability to walk. Nevertheless, he can't be single! The man has unbelievingly good looks; looks that any man would want.

The drive was about half an hour long, and to their disappointment, they did arrive late. Fortunately, for them, the senator and his daughter weren't totally ready. The daughter's dress ripped while her aunts were helping her put it on. As soon as they arrived, the senator's friends and family greeted them. To her surprise, they greeted and spoke with Momo the most; mostly because they heard or saw her playing before and were great fans. Momo was happy about this, and it caused her to smile full heartedly. She hasn't had such positive feedbacks since the old days when she would play at night.

The small party was held in the master living room. Momo could see the black piano sitting in the front of the large room and flowers around. She looked around and saw more people arriving. The more people there were, the more nervous she got. She hasn't played in front of a large crowd in about five years, and she didn't know how they were going to react.

"Are you nervous?" the doctor asked her.

"Yes," she replied, fidgeting her fingers this time so she doesn't mess up her hair.

The door opened again, and this time, the senator and his paralyzed daughter arrived. The girl wore a pink dress strapless that reached her ankles. She had hazel-gray eyes and long blond hair. As soon as she saw Momo, she smiled. Momo saw her shoulder moving a bit, and she instantly knew that she was trying to wave her. Momo felt sorry for the girl. She couldn't move her legs and arms, and Momo felt obnoxious for complaining that she couldn't walk.

"Good evening, you must be Momo Hinamori." The senator said, shaking his hand with her.

"Hello, Senator. It's nice to meet you and your daughter."

"It's nice to meet you too. My daughter loves your music and always wanted you to play a song for her."

Momo giggled and glanced at the smiling daughter. "I have a great song for her." She said, and the girl's smile widened.

"Great, I can't wait to hear it." The senator said.

Momo smiled and made her way towards the piano. The talking around the room halted as they saw the nervous but confident woman by the piano with her music sheets in front of her. Momo took a deep breath and glanced at the piano's keys.

Just think that no one's in the room…and play! She told herself, not wanting to estimate the number of people staring at her and waiting. Slowly, closed her eyes and began to play as her song flowed through her mind like an endless river.

Who can say where the road goes
Where the day flows, only time
And who can say if your love grows
As your heart chose, only time

Immediately, the audience smiled as the soft and beautiful lyrics melted their hearts from whatever problem they had. Momo's grandmother gaped shockingly, amazed that she never heard this song before and that her granddaughter wrote it in just a few hours.

Who can say why your heart sighs
As your love flies, only time
And who can say why your heart cries
When your love lies, only time

Momo forgot that Toushiro was there as well, and she tried not to pay attention to that, knowing that if she did, she would mess up the whole song and embarrass herself.

Who can say when the roads meet
That love might be in your heart
And who can say when the day sleeps
If the night keeps all your heart
Night keeps all your heart

She imagined herself and Toushiro in a field full of sunflowers, dancing and loving each other. She wanted to tell herself that he was the one; the one that can glue back her broken heart and make things better for her.

Who can say if your love grows
As your heart chose
- Only time
And who can say where the road goes
Where the day flows, only time

Who knows? Only time

As soon as she was finished, the whole room went with cheers and applauses. Momo opened her eyes and looked at everyone's face; they were all happy and cheering for her. Her heart cried as well as she thought about her great times playing around and having people cheer her.

"Congratulations, you were amazing."

She turned around and smiled at the doctor.

"Thank you, I couldn't have done it without you."

He bent down and embraced her, making her tears escape her joyful eyes.

Who knows? Maybe he is the one. Though, only time knows.

Done! I HOPE you guys enjoyed this chapter! This song is NOT OWNED BY ME! ENYA OWNS IT! It's called 'Only Time', and it's a very beautiful song! I hope you all heard it while reading the second part of this chapter! If there's ANY mistake on this chapter (verb use, noun, adj., etc..), please don't be shy to tell me! Also check out my other stories: Slaved Love, Will you change for me, etc... and ...

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